On Friday afternoon at three o'clock 

A passing lady looked into a shop 

Her eyes lit up as this the sign she read 

Recruiting Office, that is what it said 

Excitedly she stepped inside to see 

How her sons would fair if they were military 

(pronounced millitree)

The man in charge to her was very sweet And said,

"Please sign here on this little sheet"

But when she got home her mind grew many fears 

The message from the soldiers in the war rang in her ears



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh



At six o'clock the lads came home from work 

She told them what she'd done, they went berserk 

We'll have to go to war and fight and die 

And Mrs. Ward she wiped a tear from her eye



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh



Don't put your boys in the army Mrs. Ward 

You know they'll only waste away, oh oh